Walk the Doctor - Sauce (feat. Thorb & Project Pat) Lyrics

I got red hot flow like Frank, y'all on E just filled my tank
I'm like Rose, I let y'all sank, if I don't swish I still get bank
I don't come less it 'bout dinero, see the boy got spice, that's a habanero
Got so much gas, I could buy Valero, got that dog ratin' me, say hi to perro
That's Thorb, drivin' 'em straight to the morgue, prep for the worst
All of these rappers I body, I went from a limo to coppin' a hearse
I'm probably first to come with a verse that alter the game
They thinkin' I'm God, then take him to church, man, give me my purse
Give me my winnings, they thinkin' I'm done, well, it's just the beginning, beginning to go
Out of my body, I'm tired of humans, I run with the goats
And y'all listen close, I'm tired of humans, I run with the goats
I don't mean to gloat, I come for the boat, leave in a yacht
They do it all to get what I got, but probably not
Cookin' it up, overflowing the pot, so don't ask what I'm doin', just know it's a lot
I got raw sauce, I got, I got raw sauce
I got raw sauce, I got, I got boss sauce
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I got, I got raw sauce
I got raw sauce
I just came back with the bomb edition
Spit like flames when I'm on a mission
Gotta break it down like long division
Go with the flow, no opposition
Keep risin' like dough, but know you're focused to get the bread
Been hypnotizin' their minds since bumpin' to Chickenheads
Yeah, that's it, take it back to basics
Black magic, no time to play tricks
I just can't sit, don't have the patience
I get strapped in on the back of spaceships
I take trips, I don't make chips
But I can't slip when I get up on the track all day
Spit it like I took another shot of Bombay
Lyrics hot enough to get it a la flambe
Scorchin' and of course I endorse it more than a little bit
Portions of this course have been torched to protect the innocent
Straight heat him and you and I brought, all brand new, brewin' under my pot
Never had a clue until they knew what I got, 'cause
I got, I got, I got, I got
I got raw sauce
I got, I got raw sauce
I got raw sauce
I got, I got boss sauce
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I got
I got raw sauce
I, I got raw sauce
Patuhhhh
Project the truth, only speak the real
Player, you know the deal
When I speak about beef, trail these streets
Man, you know how it feel
Used to still deal with them snakes
Fakes, wanna make you kill
Cause they live just to cross you out
Man, money they steal
Man, I don't deal
I forgive 'em from a distance
See how I'm livin', see
All that ice and that money to the ceiling
Growin' old with my children
Diamonds on my teeth
I ain't got beef
But my name real good in them streets
I'm just like Walk the Doctor
I got boss sauce
Lemon pepper chicken swag bread
I got raw sauce
Just like Walk the Doctor, man
I got boss sauce
Lemon pepper chicken swag bread
I got raw sauce
Oooh
I got raw sauce
I got, I got raw sauce
I got raw sauce
I got, I got boss sauce
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I,
I got, I got raw sauce
I got raw sauce
I, I, I got boss sauce